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Elizabeth Mountcastle Johnson 



By ELIZABETH MOUNTCASTLE JOHNSON 





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Copyrighted 1921 

by 

ELIZABETH JOHNSON 

Los Angeles, Cal. 



21 1921 






DEDICATED 

TO 

MY LIFE LONG PAL 

ROSE EDWARDS (VIABLE 



ROSE 

No matter the distance 

That lies between, 

As night brings each day to a close, 

A little thought message 

Is wafted to me 

From "Rose." 

A message of love 

Thru miles of space, 

On wings of the wind it goes, 

And brings me encouragement 

In all I do, this message 

From "Rose." 

When sorrow and trials 
And troubles come, 
Who is it that knows 
Just how to comfort, 
Help and cheer? 
Why, "Rose." 

When joy and sunshine 
Light my way, 
Who is it that knows 
Just how to join 
In the song of the day? 
Just "Rose." 



It has ever been thus 

Between we two, 

And will while life's river flows. 

And on thru time 

My comfort I'll find 

In "Rose." 

If the earth were peopled 

With Souls like hers, 

In this life fhat comes and goes, 

What a wonderful place in which to live, 

If there were only more 

Like "Rose." 



MY DAILY PRAYER 

Infinite Thought p?-otect me! 

Hold me each day in Thy love! 

May I trust in Thy power, 

And leave all thought of tomorrow 

In Thy hands. 

To keep Thy law for today, 

And all my days to come, 

Living each one 

As if I were to pass on the next; 

And yet living each one 

As if I had centuries before me; 

Keep each hour full of kindness 

For the weaker ones! 

Keep each week full of cheer, 

Help, trust and love 

Three hundred and sixty-five days in the year. 



THE INFINITE THOUGHT 



THE INFINITE THOUGHT 

They all filed by 

In a long, long line 
Down the aisle, thru space 

And on into time. 

Some were my own friends, 

Tried and true; 
Some were my Father's friends, 

Old ones and new. 

Some were relatives 

Who, long ago 
Began the journey 

To a higher plane, 
Who were now passing before me 

In a long row, 
Chanting a sweet 

And soft refrain. 

Some strewed roses 

And lilies fair, 
And some brought violets 

For the thoughts up there ; 
And some gave a kiss 

So soft on my brow, 
Methinks I can feel 

The joy of it now. 



One was a little girl 

In the long row, 
Who said that I helped her, 

Once, years ago. 

Next was a man 

Whom I never knew, 
Who said I had helped him 

With a prayer so true 
Prayed at the Mission, 

Many years now past ; 
But, the help of the prayer 

Is the thought that will last. 

Then next was a man 

Who wanted to say, 
My music at the Mission 

Had shown him the way. 

Then a friend, who said, 

My smiles and cheer 
Had given him strength 

When he was here. 

Then a dear old lady, 
Who was kind and true, 

Who on Christmas I had given 
A remembrance to. 

And a man who sat 

In my Bible class 
Said, I helped him find God, 

As he filed past. 



Then I tried to recall 

The girl to my mind 
Who told me I taught her 

How to be kind. 

Then a neighbor came next 
Who had lately passed on : 

Said my laugh and cheer 
Gave him heart for a song. 

Then a little girl 

Who's eyes were so blue, 
Said I helped her 

To make a dream come true, 
By teaching her music, 

To help her play, 
And being kind to her "Daddy" 

After she went away. 

Then came a friend 

Who remembered the day, 
That I helped her Doctor 

When others ran away: 
And she thanks me again 

For making the dress 
They put on her case 

When they laid her to rest. 

Then a friend of my Mother's 
Who always spreads cheer, 

Said I helped her children 
Whom she had to leave here. 

Then a dear old man 

In whose home I had spent 
Many happy hours, 



Quite content, 
Wanted to give me 

His blessings today 
For the joy and sunshine 

I had brought his way. 

Then the Aunt who thanked me 

For favors I'd shown 
To her orphaned children, 

Left all alone. 

Then a boy friend from home, 

Who passed long ago, 
Came to tell me the most wonderful 

Things that I know; 
Of how good thoughts 

Would free souls in distress 
And give them joy, 

And peace and rest. 

Then somebody's Father 

Came a long ways from home 
To give me his blessings 

Wherever I roam ; 
And out of all the friends, 

Who came today, 
His love and his blessings 

I'll remember alway. 

There were friends of my childhood, 

Both young and old, 
All happy to tell me 

Of the song in their soul. 



And the dear old Preacher 

Who was Father's friend, 
Said, if I needed him 

I was only to send, 
And he'd come to me here 

Across many a mile 
To the end of the world 

For his friend's child. 

Now these are a part 

Of the Infinite Thought, 
A nd they teach you to see 

How good deeds are wrought 
How each tiny act 

Always returns home 
And rewards the giver: 

But not that alone, 
For, see how they spread, 

And the joy they give. 
From the old to the young, 

They help them to live. 

And even in space 

They remember how true, 
Each small act of kindness 

Helps carry them through ; 
And they go on and on 

Till the circle they'll span, 
And return once again 

To this, or some land, 
Where life will continue, 

And thoughts grow strong, 
And the progress of souls 

Will blot out all wrong. 



So go, Infinite Thought — 

Spread the truth far and wide. 
And my help I'll give you, 

For you protect and guide 
My footsteps for ever, 

While the circle I make 
For your love and blessings, 

Are all mine to take. 

And the long line of friends, 

Who have soared above, 
Will greet me and hold me 

In the strong arms of love. 
The assurance is given 

That this life never ends ; 
Neither love nor kindness 

Is lost on the winds. 

It spins round and round ; 

Thru Eternity it goes. 
Good thoughts will help 

To conquer your foes ; 
And love will live always 

And help you to give 
Cheer and comfort 

To friends while you live. 



MOTHER OF MINE 

I have looked all about me, 

To try and find 
Another dear face 

Like Mother of Mine. 

But nothing so sweet, 

So good and true ; 
Nothing I find, 

Dear Mother, like you. 

I have looked all about me, 

To try and hear 
Another Voice one half so dear: 

I have tried to feel safe 
From care and harms, 

But no shelter equals 
The fold of your arms. 

No song so sweet 

As your Voice could sing 
When a little child, 

My cradle you'd swing; 
No eyes so shining 

As when you would rest 
Your sleeping child 

Held close to your breast. 

And so, little Mother, 
To you I will say: 



You are leading us upward 

In thoughts today ; 
Away from this earth 

So full of care, — 
I know you will find us 

A home up there. 

And then when our work 

On earth is done, 
We will join you 

In your wonderful home: 
And the Infinite Thought 

Who works for the best 
Will, in Thought, let me pillow 

My head on your breast, 

Till Time has had 

Its work fulfilled, 
And I have had 

Earth Thought removed. 
Then Mother of Mine, 

Our Teacher you'll be 
In the Infinite Thought School. 

So I'll patiently wait 

Till the time shall be 
To give me my home, 

In space with thee, — 
So we wait the summons 

To come up above : 
To dwell with you 

In peace and love. 



IF 

If life was full of gladsome days 

That flowed by like a song, 
And all our thoughts were good and pure, 

And things were never wrong ; 

And patience had her perfect work, 

An idle brain no rest : 
And every one in the Universe 

Helped to work for the best ; 

And if every face wore a happy smile, 

And every eye was bright — 
And every thought was a thought of love, 

There never would be night. 

So I think that the Infinite Thought 

Just knew how lonely I'd feel 
If they gave me no one to whom I might serve. 

Nor a broken heart to heal. 

So they gave me troubles a plenty, 

And heart aches not a few ; 
But they gave me the strength and courage 

To help carry them thru. 

So I will run my little life 

To the tune of faith and love, 
Till I am safe with the Infinite Thought 

In space up above. 



LITTLE SISTER 

Little sister, staunch and true, 
Helping me in all I do; 

Tell me, from your home on high, 
Who's so happy as you and I ? 

We'll stand by each other 
In all we do — 
While you talk to me 
And I talk to you. 

When things all seem wrong. 
Don't know what to do, 
Then 'tis your little whisper, 
Be true, be true! 

So here's to little sister, 
Staunch and true, 
Helping me 
In all I do. 



NATURE'S VOICE 

There are days 

When everything seems to go wrong: 

When the heart within refuses a song; 

When none whom you meet 

Seems to have a smile, 

And not even the laugh of a happy child 

Will help or cheer in your lonely way, 

And you sigh and sigh the livelong day. 

Then there are days 

That seem just right. 

The flowers bloom, the sun shines bright, 

And every face wears a happy smile. 

And the laugh of each little child 

Fills your heart with love. 

Ah ! the joy they can give, 

Then all your being thinks 

How good to live. 

And all the world 

Looks good and true. 

Then the wonderful mountains 

Can talk to you, 

And the ocean is calm 

Like a silver lake, 

And all the world bids you 

Rejoice for His sake. 

While o'er the white foam 
Of the ocean breast, 



When the day's work is over, 
And the Sun starts to rest, 
You can stand and watch 
Till the last tiny ray 
Drops into the water 
At the close of day. 

If for only once 

You watch the Sun seek repose 

As you stand beside the sea, 

Then everything is made worth while 

When nature can speak to thee. 



THE PRICELESS TREASURE 

Some men think they know what it means 

To be poor without any gold : 
But it isn't the man with the empty purse, 

But the man with the empty soul. 

Now most men build their little life 

Within a wall of dollars so high, 
They do not see the needy ones 

As they go passing by. 

Their only thought in life is gold, 

And if pity be found in their heart 
It is only the pity (that of the rich for the poor) 

With never a Thought apart — 
That perhaps after all 

The poor man can say, 
His blessings are many 

And come every day. 

So you'll find in life 

As the years go by, 
That riches are things 

Sent down from on high. 
And the man who receives them 

More often you'll find, 
Is the man without gold, 

But with a heart good and kind, — 



Who has paid his Karma, 

And kept the law ; 
And his store house of r iches 

Is full to the door. 
And yet there are those 

Who will say, he is poor. 

Ah ! pity the man 

With his high wall of gold, 
And no room for love 

In his lonely soul. 

He grows weary with the world 

And all mankind ; 
Passes on into space, 

But he leaves behind 
His bag of gold, and joins the throng 

Who must atone for every wrong. 

So stop and think what poverty means 

It's an empty soul within, 
Who is without lcve and sympathy 

And doesn't know how to begin 
To build a wall of loving thoughts 

In place of the dollars so high : 
Then he could see and help 

As the long line goes by. 



VIOLETS 

Violets for Thought, 

Pansies for love. 
Lillies so stately and tall, 

Lilacs for poise. 

Both purple and white, 
But I love Violets best of all. 

For when I look 

In their dear little face, 
And remember the work they do — 

How they send out Thoughts 

Both to rich and poor, 
The Thoughts for good deeds true. 

Their sweet perfume 

Soothes the heart to rest 
After the day's work is won, 

And the weary soul 

Can sing a song 
When the work of life is done. 

And as Thoughts are things, 
And as Violets are Thoughts, 

A.nd blue stands for truth and love, 
Then the blue Violet 
Always takes my Thoughts 

To the Infinite Thought above. 



A THOUGHT 

We spend our life 

In a careless way; 
With never a thought 

Of what we say. 
We talk of friends 

Old and new, 
And tell all the things 

We "hear" they do. 

Of how each one 

In their own way 
Came to think thoughts 

Of a world today 
That is not made 

Up in the sky, 
But here on earth, 

And they wonder why. 

Such thoughts had not 

Come to them before. 
When that very thought 

Had knocked at each door 
And tried to come in 

And show them the way. 
But the fear 

Of what their friends might say 
Made them bar the door, 

And the thought went away. 



And now those same ones 

Are trying to say, 
That fear and sin 

Fill the world today — 
When there is no such thing 

As fear and sin, 
Only as comes 

From the thought within. 

Some try to believe 

There's a God on a Throne 
Somewhere in Heaven. 

They say, 
But if heaven 

Is within the heart, 
Then God is with you 

Each day. 

So unbar the door, 

Let the Thought come in — 
Love thy neighbor as thyself, 

Is a good way to begin. 

Then other thoughts will follow, 

For each one calls for more. 
Ere long you'll find your store house 

Crowded to the door. 
Then you'll find no thought 

Of fear and sin, 
For God and Heaven 

Will dwell within. 



MY BOY 

As Christmas draws near, 

There's a world of cheer 
In the memories of long ago, 

When a dear little boy 

Filled my heart with joy, 
As each Christmas would come and go. 

For Santa Claus old 

Would come thru the hole 
In the chimney, big and wide, 

The stocking to fill : 

And a tree to build 
And a hobby horse by its side. 

And long before day 

He'd call Mother to play, 
And "Daddy, come quick, make a light." 

He'd call Granny to see 

What a wonderful tree 
Old Santa had left in the night. 

Ah ! those were the days, 

Just wonderful days, 
Days that seem just right. 

And now I can say 

(As mothers have a way) 
He's a wonderful man tonight. 



And as Christmas draws near, 

I need feel no fear, 
For his thoughts are strong and true ; 

And the babyland days, 

And the little boy ways 
Are things he used to do. 

They are treasures I hold 

Close to my soul, 
As he grows so big and strong. 

For the Infinite Thought 

Their protection will give, 
And nothing can go wrong. 

So dear little boy, 

My heart fills with joy 
The same as in days of old. 

And so to me 

Each day I can see 
The growth of your beautiful soul. 

Tonight I see 

In the future for me, 
The teachings so wonderfully true : 

That thoughts good and kind 

Forever will bind 
Your little boy close to you. 

So Mothers, I say 

In love today, 
Hold your little boys close to your heart 

And when you grow old 

Their love you can hold, 
And from you they never will part. 



If he make a mistake, 

Just for his sake, 
Hold him closer and closer to you , 

For he is still your boy, 

Your own little boy, 
So long as your heart holds true. 

For my heart knows tonight 

That I have done right 
To stand by my boy all along. 

And I'm happy to say 

That the thought holds today, 
And my soul is filled with a song. 

So here's to my boy, 

My wonderful boy, 
Whose thoughts are so kind and so true. 

Let your good thoughts flow on 

While I sing my song, 
There was never a boy like you. 



THE MAN WHO DARED 



THE MAN WHO DARED 

Once there lived a man 

On this fair earth below, 
Who dared to think for himself, 

And dared to tell you so. 
He was good at heart, 

Nor thought a wrong; 
His motto was love 

For the weak and strong. 

He strove to make 

The world so fair, 
A better place 

For his having lived there. 
He fought in battles, 

Brave and strong. 
Never fearing the right, 

Always fighting the wrong. 

And they said to me, 

(As they have a way) — 
He is a dangerous man 

In the world today : 
We better show him 

That he must stay 
In his own little corner, 

Far out of the way. 

For humanity must never 

Be permitted to see 
That this man is wise, 



As wise can be ; 
He dares to say 

To all who may hear, 
That thoughts are things 

Which reach far and near. 

And that all things are yours, 

If you will them to be. 
For the thought was first ; 

Then, "I WILL," you see, 
Makes the thought come true 

Then the power to will 
Is given to all 

In the place they fill. 

But the world never knows 

Until we pass on, 
How to value a man 

So good and strong. 
But the thoughts that he left 

Are with them today, 
Spreading far and wide, 

And you'll hear them say: 

'What a wonderful man ; 

This man who dared 
To think for himself, 

And never cared 
Who censured or reproved, 

His thoughts so strong, 
He stood for the right 

And fought against wrong. 



'His courage was beautiful 

For all to behold ; 
And a lesson we learn 

From this man so bold, 
Is to be sure you are right : 

Take your stand, good and strong; 
Hold on to the right 

And forget the wrong." 

So I say, "truth and courage" 

To the world he taught, 
For now he has joined 

The Infinite Thought. 

And when you praise 

This man today, 
Don't think that he 

Is so far away. 
He hears and sees 

All that you do. 
And now he knows 

What he gave to you 
Was the courage to stand 

For the thought so true. 

So to you who still dwell 

On this fair earth below, 
Be careful of your thoughts. 

They are the seed you sow : 
And the time will come 

When all must pay, 
For the seed they have sown 

On earth today. 



So send out good thoughts 

Of cheer and love, 
And reap your reward 

In the land above. 

For the time never comes 
When a thought stands still. 
It goes on and on 
To the tune of "I Will." 

It completes the circle 
And comes back again : 

And continues to chant 
The same refrain. 

Life never ends: 

Neither thoughts good and true 
And somewhere in life 

They'll come back to you. 
It may be here, 

It may be there : 
But your thoughts will return, 

No matter where. 
The life within you 

Finds them today, 
Here on this fair earth 

Or in space far away. 
They are the same thoughts 

You sent forth on their way. 
So be careful of the thought seed 

You are sowing today. 

Now this man who had courage 
To will and to do, 



In the years he spent 

On earth with you, 
Is reaping a harvest 

Of deeds brave and strong. 
He stood for the right 

And fought against wrong. 



THE GREAT COMMAND 

When the Pharisees heard how the Saducese 

Had questioned the Nazarene, 

They called together their lawyers and wise men 

To perplex this man so serene. 

For He had put the Saducese to silence: 

The Herodians had slipped away 

To render unto Caesar 

The things that were Caesar's, 

According to the inscriptions they say. 

So the Pharisees, their lawyer and wise men 

Pondered carefully as to how they might find 

Some way to accuse this God man, 

This man with a heart so kind. 

Methinks I can see this council 

Suggesting the things they might do, 

Caring naught for the hurt 

They might give, 

And wounding a heart so true. 

The wisest of all was the spokesman, 
And careful to omit any flaw, 
Decided to propound a question 
Concerning the law. 
So vain-glorious and self-efficient 
Was the true Pharisees' way. 
(Some of these still dwell 
On our fair earth today.) 

Oh, Master, from out of the law 
Please tell us, we pray, 



Which is the greatest commandment? 
Then paused, waiting for Him to say: 
"Thou shalt love the Lord thy God 
With all thy heart and mind." 
This, I say, is the first great command : 
The second is like unto it, you will find, 
"Love thy neighbor as thyself, 
And unto all be kind." 

On these two commandments 

Hang all the law. 

So spread love o'er all the land. 

For when you love God with all thy min< 

You and your neighbor 

Walk hand in hand. 

So the Pharisees bowed their heads 

And slowly walked away. 

Neither the wise ones or the lawyers 

Had anything more to say. • 

And from that day forth 

Did another man 

Ask Him even one question more. 

So He departed from the Temple, 

Leaving them to think it o'er. 

The Pharisees are still with us today, 
The wise man, the lawyers bold : 
Still asking questions, trying to confuse 
The story the Nazarene told. 
Beware of these Pharisees 
Who send up their prayers 
In public, where all can see ; 
Trust them not in word or deed, 
They are not what thev seem to be. 



SUCCESS 

Another year has passed on 

Into time : 
Days and weeks, that to me 

Were kind. 
Each of us lives this life — 

No two, the same way — 
And yet, there are those 

Who say, 

"'Tis a long way." 

To me each day is full 

Of cheer ; 
Full of work and service 

To those here 
Who need a word of kindness 

And love. 
Who never heard of the 

Thought above, 

The Infinite Love. 

Days pass into weeks and months, 

And ere long 
Another year has passed 

And gone — 
And soon old age 

Finds each one, 
And sings a song 

"That Life is done, 

And rest will come." 



Ah ! No ; remember that life 

Is never done. 
Life is eternal and continues 

Like the sun. 
It turns in a circle, 

Never still — 

Chanting over and over 

"I will, I will"! 
Till we are filled 

With power to think, to do 
And to know 

Life is just what we make it 
While here below. 

And when things go wrong, 
Clouds hang lower — 

We at once place our failure 
At another's door. 

"Think it o'er"! 

Be brave, fight your battles 

All alone ! 
'Tis you, not another 

Must attone. 
This life is only given to you 

For a time. 
Teach it faith and love, 

And to be kind, 

And you'll find 
Faith, love and kindness 

Each day 
Continue to lead you 

In the way 
Where gloom, despair and failure 

Are not known. 



And joy, peace and success 
Are your own — 
Then you have attone ! 

So as years pass on into time, 

I say to you — 
Let your thoughts in life 

Be true. 
And at the close of another year 

You can say — 
I have overcome all trials 

That came my way, 

And success is mine today. 



KNOW THYSELF 

Know thyself, was a command 

From high forces above — 

For to know Thyself 

Is to know those all around you 

And to have compassion and love. 

For to know is w T idsdom, 

And wisdom is to understand ; 

And when we know 

The trials and sorrows 

Of our fellow man, 

We spread the mantle of charity 

Over all his acts. 

Charity suffereth long and is kind— 

And some day we find 

Faith, hope and love 

Traveling hand in hand 

All thru space, 

And over this fair land. 

So when Forces gave command 
To know Thyself, 
It was to help the wide world over 
To get wisdom and to understand. 

Far away at Delphi 
Stands a Temple 
With many gates — 
And, on a lofty Tripod, 



The "Pythis" waits 

To receive divine inspiration. 

And among the inscriptions 

You find carved on the smooth wall, 

That — to Know Thyself — 

Was even then a command 

Given to all. 

On the Eastern side of the Temple 

May be seen, 

While you wait, 

Apollo and the Muses, 

And carved over the gate 

Is the command 

To Know Thyself and understand. 

Life's problems are many — 
Then obey high Forces command : 
Know Thyself as man to man, 
And understand ! 



AN EYE FOR AN EYE 

An eye for an eye, 

A tooth for a tooth, 

Was not a thought 

From our God above : 

For our God of the earth. 

And the God of all, 

Is a God of Infinite Love. 

An eye for an eye, 

A tooth for a tooth, 

Is not the teaching 

Of kindness and cheer. 

And our God of the earth, 

And the God of all, 

Never meant us to live by it, here. 

An eye for an eye, 

A tooth for a tooth, 

Best to let 

Such a thought depart, 

For our God of the earth, 

The God of all 

Is a God with a loving heart ! 

An eye for an eye, 

A tooth for a tooth, 

Is not His daily creed, 

For our God of the earth, 

The God of all, 

Is not a God of graft and greed. 



An eye for an eye, 

A tooth for a tooth, 

When we have 

Such a short time here, 

No ! we better give love 

And add to our store 

Of faith, hope and cheer. 

Forgiveness and love, 

With kindness of thought, 

For all who ctwell here below— 

From our God, the earth, 

The God of all 

Are His teachings, we all know. 

If we keep the law, 
Obey all commands 
From high Forces above — 
Know the God of the earth, 
The God of all 
Is the God of Infinite Love ! 

So forget the old Mosaic law ; 

Its teachings were never 

Meant for you ! 

You live in a day 

When the world needs love, 

From hearts kind and true. 

So the time that is yours 

To help or to hurt 

To the life loaned to you be true. 

Teach it kindness, first; 

Then forgiveness and love, 

And all things will come to you. 



THE GIFT OF THOUGHT 

Oh, wonderful 

Power of thought ; 

A gift from the God on high ; 

To every soul who seeks 

Shall find life. 

We never die, 

Death is only a word, 

For life is eternal. 

And you 

Must teach the thought 

(That is part of the life) 

The power of will, so true! 

Now the power of thought 
Will not find success 
If it must stand alone. 
It must be supported 
By the power of will 
Till the life shall atone 
For every wrong : 
Both in thought and deed 
To yourself and others too. 
For wrong thoughts, 
As well as wrong deeds, 
Will keep your life untrue. 

Let your thought be pure ; 

Let your deeds be kind. 

For the power to think and do 



Is given to all. 

So use your gift, 

It's a gift that was meant for "You." 

When first a thought 

Begins to dawn, 

Strengthen it with your will, 

And as each thought is born, 

Nourish it till it grows strong 

And has the power to say, "I Will." 

For not until 

Thought and will 

Walk hand in hand, 

Will you become a man ! 

For thoughts are things, 
But the will makes them so. 
And to all this power is given : 
For if the thought is pure 
And your deeds are kind, 
You are filling your storehouse 
In Heaven. 

So think your own thoughts: 

Let no one say 

What you should think 

In your Soul today. 

It is yours to teach, 

So to yourself be true. 

No one is responsible 

To the life, but you ! 



A LONGING 

Could I once more speak 
To my friends on earth, 
And tell them how thoughts 
Good and strong 
Would heal broken hearts, 
And heal broken minds, 
And blot out all wrong — 

Had I known the things 

That I tell to you — 

If someone had whispered to me 

That right thoughts give health, 

And right thoughts give wealth, 

And to all these thoughts are free — 

Oh ! the joy it gives me 

From out of space 

To speak to my friends thru you, 

For you make conditions 

So I can come 

With my message of love so true. 

So each day I'll give you a message, 
And I'll give you the courage to tell 
How the power of thought 
Many souls has bought, 
And there is no such place as hell. 

So help rescue 

Our kind and loving God 

From this thing 



They have placed at His door: 
For His love for man 
He spreads o'er the land, 
And will live forever more. 

He is a God who knows no wrath : 

His teachings are forgiveness and love. 

He never made you — 

He never made me — 

To banish from a home above. 

'Tis true (as we know), 

He made a law — 

You must love others 

As you wish them to love you. 

You must be kind 

To all you find, 

And live a life that's true. 

Keep this law of balance 

Made by Him. 

Teach your life to obey all commands, 

Then think your own thoughts, 

Let love be your guide, 

And you'll find Heaven then, 

Heaven here on earth, 

If you wish it so. 

No need to wait to pass on, 

For His word holds true, 

And the thought will too, 

Good thoughts (forget the wrong). 

All nature speaks 
Of a loving God, 
For it is all just a part of the whole. 



The same old story 

Of truth and love, 

The story the Nazarene told. 

So we would like to know 

Who made this hell? 

That's been taught far and wide ; 

Certainly not the Son of God, 

Who came on earth to abide 

For a little time, 

Just to show to all 

How thoughts good and kind 

Would heal the sick, 

Make the lame to walk 

And open the eyes of the blind. 

So let us learn a lesson from Him: 

Let your thoughts be kind and true. 

And always do unto others 

As you would have them do to you. 

Then in your heart and life 

The result of good thought will tell, 

And you'll find 

You are living this life in Heaven : 

So forget the teachings of hell ! 

For I say to you from my home above, 

Follow the teachings of the Nazarene 

And all things will be given unto you. 

Then you'll find joy supreme. 

So I say 

Could I live on earth once more 

I'd spread thoughts of love o'er the land. 

And the Orthodox 

Would pack their grips 

And hide them away in the sand. 



WASTED YEARS 

The days and weeks 

Go all too fast, 

When there is so much to do. 

For the longest life 

Is short at best, 

Don't waste the time given to you. 

For the sorrow that comes 
From wasted years : 
The gloom, the tears, 
Must all be atoned for 
Before you will find 
Peace, joy and love sublime. 
Oh ! how we wish 
We had known long ago 
The joy of service here below. 

Had w T e known the joy 

A smile could give, 

To help some one to live: 

Or a w^ord of cheer 

Spoken here or there, 

To chase away thoughts of fear 

For this little earth band, 

Why fear to live 

Here or some other land ? 

Here in the Kingdom of right, 
There in the Kingdom of light ! 



It matters not my friend, 
For there is no end. 
We must serve here on earth 
And in space above. 
But when service comes 
From a heart of love, 
There will be no tears 
Over wasted years. 



THE DARK HOUR 

Just when the way seems darkest, 

Not a ray of light to be seen — 
And your soul is bowed in sorrow, 

Not even a tiny sunbeam 
Can shine thru the clouds so heavy, 

To brighten your lonely way — 
Remember it is always the darkest 

Just before peep of day. 

"My burden is heavy, 

I can bear no more," 
Is never quite safe to say — 

For the burden we feel 

We could never endure, 
We may be called on to bear today. 

So cultivate a grateful, contented mind 

No matter what the situation may be 
In the darkest condition 

To look for some light, 
And be thankful 

For what you can see. 
For the mind, like the body, 

Can be trained to see gloom, 
Even tho the sun is shining bright : 

You forget all your blessings, 
You refuse to see day 

But only the gloom and the night. 



The silver lining 

That's behind every cloud 
Is only waiting for day — 

So have faith and hope, 

For clouds pass on, 
But the silver lining will stay! 

I have seen some clouds 

So thick and black — 
I felt they had come to stay: 

But in time they roll by, 

And now I know 
The dark hour is just before day. 



DADD,Y 

My wonderful, wonderful Daddy, 
With hair as white as snow, 

I am wishing that I were near you 
For there are things I want to know. 

You who are always ready to give 
To all from your bountiful store 

Of love and cheer and sympathy, 
No one could ask for more. 

For love you give in plenty 

And cheer you spread far and wide. 
And the sympathy I could find today 

If I were at your side. 

But miles and miles lay between us, 
And yet, I feel you so near — 

For the Infinite Thought has assured me 
You are sending me words of cheer. 

You say, be brave and strong, dear, 
For I am helping you each day 

By sending you a loving thought 
To help you on your way. 

Come pillow your head on my shoulder: 

Be my little girl once again 
And I will sing you a lullaby, 

To a soft and sweet refrain. 



'Tis a long, lone road of trouble 
That we have travelled together, 

And you and I have seen some clouds, 
But lots of sunshiny weather. 

So I am holding you in my wall of Thoughts, 

Though the Continent divide. 
I am giving you a kiss 

For you are at my side. 

You who have paid your balance dear, 

Come rest in Daddy's arms 
The same as when a little girl, 

He'll shield you from all harm. 



THE CROSS IN MY HAND 

The Cross in my hand 

Is a command 

To heal ! 

To relieve the suffering and distressed, 

And I have all revealed. 

The Cross in my hand 

Is a command 

To be kind ! 

To teach love, sympathy and cheer 

For all time. 

The Cross in my hand 

Is a command 

To be true ! 

To be faithful in all things 

I am called to do. 

So let me obey the command 
To heal, to be kind, to be true! 
For the Cross within my hand 
Tells me I have work to do. 



LOVELY NIGHT 

There are those who say 

They love the day 

With the Sun shining 

Warm and bright: 

But for me, 

The stars and Moon 

Have a song they croon 

And I call it 

"My Lovely Night." 

For the moon-beams cold, 

Like the story old, 

Hides his face 

From his rival the Sun. 

And when he goes to rest, 

The Moon peeps from his nest, 

And seeing the day's work is done, 

He comes creeping so proud 

Thru the door of some cloud — 

To keep watch o'er the earth 

At night. 

For lovers all know 

He directs Cupid's bow, 

And he always aims 

Just right. 

Then millions of stars 
Lend their twinkling light 
To this moon-beam up above — 
And they help him to sing 



"My Lovely Night," 
A night of joy and love! 

Have you ever seen 
Two lovers dream 
In the sunshine, 
Warm and bright? 
No ! they hide away 
From the Sun and day, 
And wait for the Moon 
And night. 

Once this Moon 

On the third of June, 

When he was so wonderfully new — 

When a silver rim 

Was all to be seen of him, 

He directed an arrow so true, 

For by his side so near — 

A tiny star nestled there — 

Seemingly happy and bright: 

This star seemed to know 

Just how Cupid's bow 

Had made this her "Lovely Night." 

To the Moon it meant 
He had been content; 
For to him the story 
Was old. 

But to the star so bright 
It was a happy night — 
And as much to the Moon 
She told. 



All who may, 

Can have the Sun and day: 

But to me, 

The most wonderful sight 

Is this moon-beam proud, 

Peeping out from some cloud 

Making my "Lovely Night." 



TO MY LITTLE FRIEND 

She was a dear little girl 

With straight, red hair; 
And eyes so big and blue, 

And a face so sweet — 
And a heart so big 

And Thoughts so kind and true. 

She made you feel 

When near your side, 
(In her own little spiritual way) 

That she had only come 
To visit the earth 

And had never meant to stay. 

So she found her way 

Into many a heart 
Where she left her Thoughts of cheer. 

And many of us 
Who are better today, 

For her little visit here. 

She had the deepest love 

For things that were pink, 
In ribbons and dresses and hose. 

And her fondness for flowers, 
The one she loved best 

Was a beautiful big pink rose. 

So I keep on my table, 
That stands in my room 



A bowl of pink flowers for cheer. 

And she visits with me, 
And little secrets we tell 

Of how she would like to come near 

To the dear ones at home; 

But their grief and their tears 
Hang like a veil between: 

While their Thoughts are true, 
But she wishes they knew 

That to die, is not as it seems. 

So if they will stop grieving, 

And place on a stand 
A bowl of roses so pink, 

I'll visit them there 
And from out of space 

Will try to help them think. 

For bright, happy Thoughts 
Helps the heart grow young, 
And are character builders too. 

So think of me here 
In a spirit of cheer, 

As a visit I made to you. 

So spread good Thoughts, 

Bright, happy Thoughts. 
Help the old, sad world to see: 

For in as much 
As you give to them, 

You do it unto Me. 

So dry your tears, 
And calm vour fears. 



For life is eternal you know. 

And Thoughts are things 
Both good and bad, 

And follow where ere you go. 

So think loving Thoughts; 

Send them far and wide 
And they will always come back to you. 

And they will strengthen me here, 
And help you there 

In the work I have to do. 

For my work is to visit 

The flowers everywhere, 
And give to them whispers of love. 

For their little life 
Is part of the Thought 

That is sent out from above. 

So begin by thinking, 

Of the circle we make 
In the endlessness of time. 

Have good, wholesome Thoughts, 
The same loving Thoughts, 

And some day I know you will find. 

That the Thoughts you sent out 

Have returned once again 
To fill all your days with cheer. 

And your memories of me 
Must be bright and true 

Before they will let me come near. 

So now get the flowers, 
The pink rose I love best 



And place on the stand in your room. 

And be happy and gay, 
And watch every day 

For I am going to visit you soon. 



FRIEND 

What is a friend? 

How many do you find 

As you come and go each day? 

'Tis said, only one 

Comes to each of us 

As thru life we wend our way. 

Now friendship, 'tis said, 
Is a much abused word, 
May be lightly spoken by you. 
But I know one 
Whom I have found, 
Always faithful and true. 

She has big, grey eyes, 

And golden hair, 

And some dear, little freckles too : 

But a heart so big, 

Full of love for all, 

And a happy smile for you. 

She spends much time 

Each day in thought, 

Searching for some one to cheer: 

And I know the life 

That's been loaned to her 

Has been taught love and kindness here. 

Her motto is love, 

Her watchword is truth 



For all who pass her way. 

And this old world 

Is a better world 

For the life she is living today. 

When our work here is finished, 

As it will be in time, 

One of us must pass on, and yet 

I know we will remember 

Our friendship here, 

My dear friend I call "Pet." 



SMILES 

Do you know the joy 

That comes from a smile ? 
Can you see the face 

Of a little child, 
And not receive 

From his smile so true, 
A lesson in faith 

Just meant for you? 

Can you pass them by 

On a crowded street, 
Weary sad faces 

Of those you meet — 
And not smile a greeting 

To the face so sad, 
But just pass by — 

Would you still be glad? 

Can you look at the flowers 

That bloom for all — 
The violet, the rose; 

The stately lily, so tall, 
And not smile a greeting 

Of thanksgiving to them? 
For remember, their life 

Is a part of Him ! 
Can you keep from smiling 

As you go your way, 
Receiving favors from others 

From day to day. 

If you cannot smile, 

Then your soul is grown old- 
And what do you find 



This life to hold ? 
For 'tis certain that others 

Whom you see each day 
Will begin to shun you 

When you pass their way. 

Now a smile costs nothing; 

It is easy to give — 
And will help all you meet, 

Their life to live. 
It will chase away sorrow, 

And to some hearts bring cheer. 
For often they have known 

Only sadness here. 

So smile, it won't hurt — 

But will help you too! 
For what you send out 

Will come back to you. 
It may be a thought, 

May be love or a smile. 
But try passing them around 
Just for awhile. 

Then watch how soon 

They respond to your cheer. 
Think of the joy 

One smile will leave here. 
For when you help others, 

You are just helping yourself. 
You can give and give 

But there will be some left ; 
And the thing you leave here 

That will be worth while, 
Will be love and kindness 

That went with your smile. 



INFINITE REPRIMAND 

A heart bowed down with sorrow, 

Trying to go all the way 

With the worries of tomorrow 

And burdens of today. 

Yesterday was a day well spent, 

All laws obeyed by you, 

And yet, weary you went to rest 

With the thought, "Have I been true?" 

Will tomorrow bring me 
The things I've lost? 
Will the Infinite Thoughts above 
Return to give me their blessings? 
Return to give me their love? 
Ah! You with a faith so weak, 
Will you ever learn to say, 
Thy will, not mine be done 
On earth as in Heaven, today! 

Now learn your lesson of trust, 

And remember you sometimes 

Need rest! 

So don't try to direct from your place below, 

For the Infinite Thought knows best. 

They watch o'er you day and night: 

You never are left alone. 

So forget the thought 

That you were untrue, 

For I say you have atoned. 



And I will teach you 

A lesson in trust 

Each day as I walk by your side. 

So leave the cares of tomorrow alone 

And have faith 

In the love of your guide. 

Not once do I leave you, 

Night or day: 

For we will always travel together, 

Not for a week, a month, a year, 

But yesterday, today and forever! 



LIFE'S MIRROR 

When you stand before your mirror, 
Do you see reflected there 
The face with a Soul behind it, 
Or just a fact that's fair? 

Are you willing to admit the wrongs 

You have done in a business way? 

Or can you look yourself in the face 

And be truthful when you say, 

"I have kept the law of balance, 

And treated all mankind 

Just as I would have them do to me, 

And on my records you'll find 

Honesty, truth and love 

For all who have passed my way." 

So I can stand before my mirror, 
And see more than a face today. 



